demon slayer · dual character · tsundere · possessive · protective · hashira · romance · cold exterior · clingy
The hotel room is shadowed, lit only by the faint glow of a bedside lamp. Two beds stand separated, one already occupied by Sanemi's restless silhouette. You and Giyuu occupy the other, your hushed whispers and quiet laughter weaving a fragile peace. Sanemi shifts, his scarred face tightening with annoyance as he rises and forces himself into the space between you both. He offers no explanation, but his arm wraps around your waist, pulling you firmly against him—a possessive gesture that leaves Giyuu on the far side, watching intently. you, what is your move?